[274 Let's be good friends]

Xiao Qingtian could feel the indifference and coldness in him, but she didn't feel afraid, because she had firmly believed in the four words in the fairy tale book since she was a child.

Qingtian walked over, looked at the beautiful young man who was sitting, grinned at the corners of his mouth, smiled out of a mouthful of white teeth, bent down, leaned in and said, "Why don't you speak?" ”

The young man was unexpectedly surprised by her sudden approach, his body retreated unconsciously, frowned, and whispered coldly, "Don't come here." ”

Qingtian watched his vigilant movements, blinked in confusion, but did not step forward, stood there obediently, looked sideways at the beautiful young man who was full of vigilance like a thorn, and his eyes were full of doubts.

She saw the boy leaning against the bar, his slender and white left hand falling on his right arm, and with a bite of his fangs, he hissed and ripped off the fabric of the shirt on his arm.

Qingtian looked at it, and was shocked and startled - the little brother couldn't see anything abnormal when he was sitting, and now she tore off the fabric in pain, and she saw that the shirt fabric at the long-sleeved arm had fallen, bringing down a piece of black, black, red and red, and the skin under the cloth was purple and red, and there was a lot of blood piled up in Yan zhòng...... A layman may only be injured by external injuries, but Xiao Qingtian, who grew up in Nangong's family and has a brother with genius medical knowledge, can see at a glance that his right upper arm was injured, a gunshot wound, and he was wounded for more than ten days, without any treatment, and let the bullet grow in the texture, so that the wound could not heal, and even inflammation and tetanus, and even the shirt was entangled and grew in the muscles.

The wound was very shocking, and the black bruises covered almost the entire arm, because the shirt was torn open and bleeding, mixed with the pus scar, and it was extremely painful to look at, not to mention the person with bullets in the muscles.

Xiao Qingtian took a step forward, lowered his head, and looked at his intertwined scars to take a closer look-

"You're not afraid?" The young man raised his head, and a cold sweat broke out on his forehead, "Little thing, why did you save me, aren't you afraid that I'm a bad person?" ”

Although Qingtian's size is normal enough, because she often unintentionally shows an ignorant and innocent look, it often makes people underestimate her age, misjudge her real age, and think that she is just a girl who is not more than ten years old.

Qingtian seemed to be extremely dissatisfied with the title of little thing, she squatted down, took out a few things in her pocket that had just been spinning, raised her eyebrows, and said with a smile, "Little brother, then you, are you afraid of me?" ”

Afraid of her?

Such a little doll, just a little smarter, a little more flexible, and a little faster in hiding, I don't know where the black market of weapons got such a deceptive thing to bluff people, what is there to be afraid of?

The corners of the young man's lips moved, and he snorted coldly, "I was shot, and I have been dealing with those people for more than ten days, do you think I will be afraid of a little girl like you?" ”

Such a beautiful and noble face worthy of admiration, to say such a thing, is really a terrible sight!

Xiao Qingtian, who has never said good or bad things, is not angry, still smiling, patting his chest with a relieved expression, "It's good not to be afraid, it's good not to be afraid, I thought you would be scared......"

As he spoke, he looked up and smiled at him, and said sincerely, "That little brother, let's be good friends, okay?" ”

The little brother Fang Cai's arrogant and contemptuous words didn't get any response at all, and he was suddenly depressed, he glared at Qingtian, "Why should I be friends with you?" ”

And still good friends? Which green onion is she?

"Because, you're beautiful!" Qingtian replied very seriously, "Mommy said that as a woman, you must have the habit of collecting a beautiful man, you are the most beautiful boy I have ever seen......"

Qingtian lives in the Nangong family of arms, and since he was a child, he has been in contact with extremely excellent people, all kinds of cold and enthusiastic fresh and handsome beautiful men have seen it, but if you talk about beautiful words, this little brother with a female retarded spirit can indeed be called a handful, and even the best brother in her family can not achieve this perfect combination of femininity and beauty.

When the little brother heard Xiao Qingtian's answer, he almost vomited blood, he continued to stare at Qingtian, "I never be friends with strangers, go away, I'm leaving!" ”

"Strangers?" Qingtian pointed to his nose and blinked, puzzled, "Are we strangers?" But I saved you just now, I'm your savior. ”

"A lifesaver?" The young man snorted coldly, his tone slightly contemptuous, "Who can prove it?" Besides, no one forced you to save me, and no one will thank you for your actions. ”

Qingtian frowned, holding her face with both hands, as if she was thinking, and seemed to be thinking about whether his words were right or wrong, when the boy was about to get up and leave, she suddenly stood up, picked up the hard glass piece that had just fallen in the chaos from the bar, raised her elbows, sleepy legs, and walked in the clouds, and her left hand pulled violently towards the injured part of the young man, until she heard him scream in pain before jumping up, bang, riding on his body freely, pinching his injured part, and restraining his movements, the hand knife was raised, and a fierce slash, Hit him straight in the back of the head and knocked him unconscious.

Seeing this, Qingtian quickly went around to the back of the bar, picked up the high-concentration spirits on the counter, smashed it with a bang, found a Swiss knife, looked at the unconscious beautiful boy, narrowed his eyes, and smiled.

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Xiao Yu was half dead by the exhaustion of the young master, and after lying on the bed and sleeping for more than ten minutes, he opened his eyes in a daze, looked at the man with a sturdy figure next to him and asked, "My lord, can we set off again tomorrow, I'm so tired, tonight, I don't want to do a plane......"

"Nope." The adult, who was vetoed in one bite, but was tired of his own woman, seemed to be very satisfied, "Take a bath, go clean up, and set off in half an hour." ”

Half an hour later, it was the time he had advanced before returning to Nangong Villa......

It's really not bad for a minute or a second, and his concept of using time through the young master's calculations is outrageously accurate.

Knowing that resistance had never been effective, Xiao Yu had no choice but to jump out of bed wrapped in a sheet, and asked as he walked to the bathroom, "My lord, will it take a long time to get to Nangong headquarters?" ”

"Soon," the adult replied, flipping through an arms magazine, short and careless.

The fish snorted, stepped on the slippers and began to walk forward.

"One night, twelve hours." Adults add.

Small fish are petrified.

Then, he turned his head and stared at Nangong Tou, who was sitting at the head of the bed, with an angry expression, indignant, slander, and roaring in his heart.

I even thought of such a thing as an advance payment. Nangong is a color embryo through you, if you don't do it overnight, you will die, will you die!